The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1887-08-20

to feel resigned to It's 1erS
Oh, if anything could be doneN
Here the door was flung wide, and a taa
young man in a morning suit of gray tweed
came into the ROOM He was rather dark,
and very like Mrs. Trevenning.
"What You Dudley?" cried she
"And at this hour Why, where have
you come from"
"The Manor, straight The old boy is
better, so I left him nursing the leg, and
ran up to town to have little fling before
the season says good bye. How specially
festive you two look. Going anywhere p
Mrs. Trevenning reseated herself with a
little groan, and Constance made gesture
of despair.
"By Jove! Who's dead? What's
wrongq" asked their BROTHER, very properly
impressed by this display of feeling.
Everything, everything" cried Con
stance. This very instant we have had
word sent US that Martin, the coachman,
fell in the stable half an hour ago and broke
his collar bone; Thomas, Vivienne's new
footman, started early this morning to at
tend his mothers sick bed; and here are
we, dressed to go out, and not soul to
drive US. 1t is the Duchess of Dartrie
ball, and the Princess is to be there, and
Wv and got new gowns for it, and-al-
together-it is shame, isn't it?'
''The deuce of sell" said Sir Dudley,
with honest sympathy. "But why not try
cab for once?"
Constance looked hopefully at her sister,
but Mrs. Trevenning shook her handsome
head.
impossible We have promised, for
one thing, to call for Helen; and besides,
to go there in cab OH no, | couldn't
do that !"
"Well, Dudley, think of something else
do, implored his younger sister She
was his favorite, and very pretty girl
'You might try to help us" she said. Her
face was quite tragical, and Sir Dudley,
looking at it, laughed.
"Well, I will, :" he said. "Tell you what
I'll do, Get me Old Martins coat and
gloves and bat and I'll drive you myself, !"
Miss Dare cast a reproachful glance at
him as though disbelieviDg; but Mrs. Ire
venning sprang to her feet and clapped her
hands.
'The very thing" cried She "Dudley,
you have saved us !" She ran to the bell
and rang it sharply. "I'll order the regi-
mentals to your old room and the carriage
to the door at once. IF you tuck the rug
carefully round your knees nobody will
notice your trousers"
II earnestly hope that nobody will notice
me" said Sir Dudley, aThat's the pFipci-
pal thing"
"Good Heavens, yes !" said Mrs. TreVen-
ming. "Dear Dudley, do be cautious.
Fancy if any one were to recognize you,
and it were to come out in one of those
detestable society papers. What an i'm
broglio p There was CLEAN of hope in
her eye.
at would set you up for life" said Sir
Dudley, calmly. "Consider how you would
be run after and be pointed out for months
ia come. What greater bliss could fall to
the share ofany woman ?"
His raillery was kindly, and Mrs. Ire
venning, who in secret hankered wildly
after notoriety, took no notice of 1t, beyond
making little moue as she passed him.
Later on, when they interviewed him in
the hall preparatory to starting, he was
found to be quite satisfactory. The light
tweed trouser certainly initiated against
the perfection of his toilet, but they trusted
to the friendly rug to hide this discrepancy.
aWhatever you do don'tget down" said
Mrs. Trevenning, who began to feel some